"These sixth-generation Old Yuns had lost all conscience and slaughtered innocents wantonly. I disdain to call them fellow martial artists!"
Yun Shou stood in righteous indignation, the young hero's spirit sweeping across the Four Seas, his justice spreading to every corner!
"But the inheritance rewards are innocent. No matter how furious I am, I can't take it out on them. Wouldn't that mean harming the innocent? Wouldn't I be no different from that great devil in the simulation?"
Yun Shou was just about to choose his reward when he paused.
He opened the window, flipped over, and leaped onto the inn's roof.
He did not use his Lightness Skill. Most Lightness Skills required Force Qi to make fine adjustments to one's movements rather than relying on pure running technique. His blazing white Force Qi might be exposed, causing Yangyao Gate to begin hunting him now.
So Yun Shou simply ran across the rooftops, controlling his strength so he would not make the tiles clatter beneath his feet.
The inn where he had stayed last night was not far from the city gate. Within minutes, he reached it.
After leaving Qingcheng, he picked a direction and sprinted thirty li before stopping in a desolate wilderness.
"I choose 3."
If he chose "2," he could instantly possess innate-level combat power beyond that of a Grandmaster.
"But I don't want to become a killing maniac."
"I don't want to stop being human."
"Even less do I want a pointed head and reduced intelligence."
Most importantly, even if his inherited intelligence remained normal, Zhu Baowen had not yet left this world. He might be able to sense the aura of the Ancient Clan. If that happened, Yun Shou would be dead for certain.
Not to mention the memories. Frenzied slaughter combined with more than